ArHi OS: Unanswered Questions (part 21 page 88) - Page 28

very well written!!!! continue soon please

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gr8 update
i am glad she told him everything
i hope everything goes back to normal

hey read all your parts at one go...Its so mice to read how different writers percieve Arnav's past...I really liked how u build up the story ...Arnav's thought process while clearing his mind and finally concluding (and not running away like always) what exactly are his feelings for khushi...

quite a few typos let me see if i can edit them all

Part 14

Khushi stood up stiffly, taking unsure steps following Arnav towards the gate. It was as if a connection had dropped or as if someone had ended a call abruptly and left you hanging on the other side wondering, "huh!" She looked at his back, he was walking with his shoulders pulled up and spine straight and the way he walked gave her a feeling of detachment, not just from her but everything around him. She was strongly reminded of the day she had met him and she didn't feel good about it. Silently he opened the door of his SUV for her and waited for her to get in.

Shuffling on her feet, she hesitated to sit inside, feeling estranged, "No, thanks I'll take an auto, my place is way off your route, it'll be a lot of trouble," she said looking everywhere but him.

"Stop fussing Khushi and just get in!" came the annoyed reply.

Her head shot up as she looked at him but was unable to guess what he was thinking, for he had put on his sun glasses. Sighing she got in and buckled her seat belt as he got in from the other side.

"Please don't mind, I have some very important calls to make, so I won't be able to make much of a conversation," he said shortly and went on to fix his Bluetooth on his ear and started off with his calls. One after another he kept calling people he was working with, finalizing deals with and before she knew it, she was outside her house. She had been looking outside throughout the drive and when the car stopped she just glanced at him and got out. He simply acknowledged her going away with a slight nod while still giving a long list of instructions to Aman. With heavy feet Khushi walked up the stairs to her house and again looked back only to see the car disappearing around the corner. She had an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of her stomach and her heart felt heavy. All of a sudden she wanted to cry, and cry out loud. She felt as if she had lost him, lost him forever, as if the Mount Everest had come in between them and however hard she will try, she won't be able to climb over it and reach him.

Once inside, she greeted everyone keeping a normal facade, made and served breakfast for everyone trying very hard to be normal but her normal was shiny and chirpy and that she couldn't manage however hard she tried.

"Titalya, are you alright? You are awfully quiet today." Bua ji asked concerned while Garima nodded along.

"Nai Buaji, I seem to have a migraine, I think I'll sleep it off. Please don't disturb me, if I have to eat anything I'll come on my own," saying that she disappeared into her room, locked it, set the cell to Silent mode and slumped down on the bed lying on her stomach. Tears threatened to spill over and her heart beat slowly but she turned around to lie on her back resolutely fighting the tears, "No, not now, not again. I am not going to cry. I have no idea what's going on through his mind, why did he put so much distance between us all of a sudden?" she thought as a sob rose in her throat and she got up anguished and despondent.

It was only yesterday, that he had stirred in her sentiments and sensations she never knew existed, the passion he evoked, she was unaware she had. She had wanted to completely abandon herself to him, drown herself in his love, in his passion. Hugging herself, she recalled the naked desire in his eyes, ardor in the way he touched her, felt her all over, the urgent need in the way he kissed her and today! Rubbing her temples with her fingers to ease the throbbing headache, she felt anger rise in her. Breathing deeply, trying to contain the anger, she paced across the room. "How can he just walk away?" she groaned painfully, physically feeling the pain his sudden detachment had caused. Marching angrily towards the bed, she picked up the phone and dialed his number.

Once, twice, thrice'''.. the phone continued to ring but he didn't answer.

Angrily she raised her arm, ready to throw the phone but controlled the urge, for she wasn't ready to answer any questions from her family, not just yet, she was hurting too much. Slowly she sat down on the floor leaning against the bed, with her arms folded on it and head resting on them. Giving up the control, she cried bitterly, throwing punches on the mattress in anger.

Arnav sat on his bed staring at his cell. Khushi had just called, he wanted to but he couldn't answer her call. What will he say to her? He knew why had she called; she was a go-getter, never the one to be bogged down by anything. She wanted to know why he had reacted the way he did and she had called him up right away, she never gave into the nonsense of what ifs, maybe this or maybe that, she had wanted to know so it had to come from the horse's mouth.

What would he have said had he answered? That he had been too overcome with anger and anguish that had he let himself go, he might have ended up burning down everything in his path, hurting her with his irrational anger. Even though he completely understood her reason for not telling earlier, he knew had he not exercised control he might have hurt her.

He fell back on his bed, his hands holding his head as he let out a low anguished growl, he was feeling murderous. That Shayam, a person he might not have given a second thought to had he not been Di's husband, but he did and not only that he gave him immense respect, for he had been the reason why his Di was smiling again, could laugh again. When her Wedding had been cancelled at the last moment, she had lost all interest in life, had confined herself to her room and mandir, her self esteem had touched the lowest of all lows. Arnav remembered all the nights she had woken up crying out loudly and he had then sat besides her holding her in his arm until she slept, how she avoided company like plague and if she ever found herself amongst people she sat woodenly. Then shayam had happened, like always he had been skeptical about his intentions but he had to give in to the protestation of his Nani and Mamaji but more because of the shy smile that always hovered on Ajali's lips. He didn't want to be the one to take it away.

Pretty soon it was dinner time and he had been in his room for a very long time now but hadn't come up with anything. He didn't want o leave his room, his bed. All of a sudden her felt tired, worn out, no longer ready to fight alone. He went down for dinner.

He needed to see khushi.

And Khushi had decided to come to the RM, she had fought the urge to do so since morning, he hadn't answered her call, so she had to come, she needed some answers and she wanted them now! However, the Raizada Mansion was always teeming with people moving into and out of the so many rooms it had. So, it would have been a miracle had she met Arnav directly. Instead she was greeted by HP

"Khushiji, namaste," he said smiling and moving aside to let her enter.

"Namaste Hari Parakash ji, where is Arnavji?" she asked without hesitation

"He is in his room since the morning, Nani ji is in the kitchen, I'll tell her you are here," and he went away announcing Khushi's arrival loudly without listening to her, "No that's ok I'll manage!"

Soon, Khushi found herself sitting with Nani, Di, Payal, Mamiji sharing samosas and small talk. It was clear as daylight that Arnav hadn't yet divulged into Shayam's story. Throughout, Khushi kept hoping for Anjali or Nani to think of some task that may involve going to Arnav's room, but nothing happened and pretty soon it was dinner time. Reluctantly she went to the table and sat down to eat, staring at her plate as if it was the most interesting thing in her life.

"Arai Chote is here too now!" she heard Anjali exclaim and her head shot up to look at him as he descended the stairs.

Their eyes met for a moment but they both looked away afraid of giving away too much.

"Where is damadji Anjali bitiya?" Nani mentioned the name that neither Arnav nor Khushi wanted to hear.

Arnav squirmed in his chair, disgust rising in him while Khushi's hand froze in mid air as she thought of what Arnav must be going through.

"Naani ji where is Lakshmi? I haven't seen her for some time now?" Khushi tried to steer the conversation away from Shayam for she was afraid Anjali might say something that will enrage Arnav.

Pretty soon everyone got busy eating, teasing Payal and Akaash to the displeasure of Mamiji. Everyone's eyes reflected happiness, serenity as if all was well. Khushi and Arnav looked at each other for a few moments as if asking each other, "What will happen when they come to know about Shayam?" and then they both looked at Anjali, smiling at Akaash, lovingly offering different things to Payal, trying to make her feel at home. Anjali had always been like that, giving.

Arnav's eyes misted over and he couldn't sit there anymore. He abruptly stood up, excusing himself, "I have an important call in a few minutes; excuse me."

Khushi's cell gave an sms alert and she got up as soon as she had read the text. "I have to go, its late, everyone must be waiting for me now. Bye, see you all, Bye jiji'''.." she bid farewell to everyone and left. Once outside she went to the backside and went to the poolside. Arnav had texted her asking to come to his room.

Hesitating for a moment, she stood outside the French windows in his room, when suddenly one of them slid aside and Arnav grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. Continuing to hold her arm, he drew in the curtains quickly, not wanting anyone who chanced to be there to see them.

Urgently he turned around pushing Khushi against the wall, he brought down his lips on her, kissing her hard and long, his arms encircling her waist to hold her against him.

"I love you!" he said in gasps, breaking the kiss for a while and then continuing more softly this time.

"I am sorry''''I didn't say anything''..I was angry'.. confused '.afraid of hurting you in anger''" he said brokenly between kisses.

Feeling his despair and misery through his kisses, Khushi put her arms around him, running fingers of one through his hair while the other rubbed his back to placate him, calm him to let him know that she understood. The turmoil that had been boiling inside her since morning at once came to an end with his "I love you."

In the end he just hugged her tightly, trying to find some solace and comfort in her, "I don't know what to do Khushi, I can't think, I don't know how is Di going to take it, I want to kill Shayam with my hands, strangle him to death," he spoke brokenly.

Khushi took her hands behind her to hold his hands and break the hug. She then led him to his bed, making him sit on it, holding his face between her palms she straddled him and bent her head to kiss him. She let her desire guide her, she wanted to comfort him, let him know she will stand by him. As if on cue his hands came up to hold her and he slowly sank into the bed with her on top. Without breaking the kiss, she moved on to his eyes, forehead, temples and jaw line to end with a feathery "I love you" against his lips to slip down and lie with him, her head resting on his arm and one arm around his neck.

"What happened?" she asked simply.

"A lot!" he replied, "my life toppled over. At first I was plain angry at you, keeping the truth to yourself. Then I remembered Aasha, you didn't ask me once about her but just trusted me, that was kind of a reality check for me too and I sat back and thought it out from your perspective totally understanding your reasoning though I so wish you had told me at that time straight away," he sighed, "But I guess I was acting like such a cad those days that such a thought may never have crossed you mind." He turned his head to look up and continue, "I didn't answer your call for I wouldn't have been coherent had I tried to explain,"

He let out an anguished groan and using the arm on which her head rested, he pulled her up to him and encircled her with the other, holding her tightly to him. She was on top of him, her head above his chest, her feet on his as she caressed his foot with her toes.

"How will I do it? How will I tell Di about Shayam without breaking her? With Shayam I can deal in a 101 ways, it's to Di that I am unable to think of anything to say!" he said looking into her eyes, "Will you help me?" he asked.

Her lips curled up in a smile as she nodded in agreement sealing her promise with a kiss.

👏👏thanks...great job...amazing...love it...👏👏

fabulous part pls continue soon

Love that Arnav kept his distance to avoid getting angry at her :)

So mission expose shyam is on the way...
Waitung for next one...

it was amazing... i had to go back and read the end of the last update :P pls continue soon